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knives - property lyrics

property

on a black mast hung a flag that we know by name
on a death machine like a stretched limousine came a floating day by day
left a path of men in mid p-ssage with a pathogen they became
a third of the packages they left unchained
packing them in
they shackled the men
they shackled women
went back and shackled again
like cattle came to shackle children
back on a back
stack on a stack
who’s soul is blacker than that
not black in the skin
black from within that void
who’s master is that

sailing takes me
away to where i’ve always heard it could be
just a dream and the wind to
carry me
carry me
carry me

they say its complicated why the cons inflated now contemplate it
way back in the 80’s when they concentrated on the war on drugs
now we all are thugs cuffed up and incarcerated
f-cked up and corroborated when a state go private you’re commodities
gotta face the facts gotta new slave master for the human race
you can face the axe or replace these tags so they now say “made in the u.s.a.”
merchant of men
work from the pen
like a serpent circled again
choke on the tail you thought you broke the sail
but they came in a floating in search for the men

sailing takes me
away to where i’ve always heard it could be
just a dream and the wind to
carry me
carry me
carry me

watch’em
watch
watch’em
watch’em
do you see the street keeping watchmen
do you see they feen for a problem
do you see the people need their concrete and cotton
caught’em
do you see the peace keeping watchmen
do you see their need for a problem
do you see the people need their concrete and cotton
watch’em
watch
watch’em
do you see the people need their
cotton
caught’em
cotton
do you see the people need their

concrete grows out of cotton
cotton grows out of concrete

property
property
property
property

- knives lyrics

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